Mood Scientist Pillows

Out of Sorts

'Keep me informed of the herds' mood.'

Sexual chemistry set

'My serotonin levels have maxed-out, my brain is awash in glucocoriticoids and, if it weren't for my leveling endogenous opiates, I'd float out that window!'

Preparing for casual dress friday at the investment bank.

'You gonna finish that lemon peel?'

"I love November - the crunch of leaves underfoot... the crisp air... the holiday markets..." "... it getting dark by mid-afternoon..." "Okay, that's less enjoyable."

'They're not beer stains. This is actually a 'Rorschach test' patterned shirt.'

Some of us are calm on the surface but paddling like crazy underneath, and some of us are just the opposite.

'You had me at 'C - R C = (2 x S X).'

'. . . it's not everyone has their own micro-climate Bernard.'

Everyone at happy hour is grumpy.

"This next song is about those times when you don't feel really happy or really sad, but just feel okay."

"That's the worst pickup line I've ever heard!"

"Often, it's sullen and withdrawn, and then, suddenly, it becomes hostile and vengeful."

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Coffee

"What's it all about?"

'Manic depression research centre.'

'Every time he lectures about serotonin, he puts me to sleep.'

'None for me, thanks. It might improve my mood.'

Bipolar bear.

"Is something bothering you?"

'She vacillates between PBS and PMS.'

How scientists propose

Mood Swingometer - Tetchy/Calm.

There are times when it feels like I wasn't even meant to party.

"Uh-oh!"

You're wearing your lab coat. What's up? Something big. Amending my unified theory of picking up chicks. Check it out. Explain, doctor. To start, you'll need a notepad and a gym membership.

Rainy Days

Just go ahead and draw - I can't hit the broad side of a barn lately. Naw, I ain't really in the mood today. Low Noon.

'I don't know about you but I don't feel very sapiens today.'

"You can cast a pall in there."

"Something's wrong. I can tell by your look of utter disillusionment tinged with brooding animosity."

"Listen ... can you hear that? That’s the sound of four months of winter depression."

I feel happy